Chapter 735: Error

"A Meng!" Ke Lai En's eyebrows twitched, then he reached out and pulled from a fissure in history a strange crown stained with blood and iron rust.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning tinged with iron rust and blood materialized out of nowhere, bearing the aura of conquest and reaping, like a crimson spear pointing straight at the silhouette of A Meng that rose in the starlight.

The crimson lightning solidified less than a meter from A Meng, then was swallowed by darkness.

Ke Lai En ignored how A Meng was deflecting his attacks; clutching the strange crown he had drawn from the fissure of history, he generated attack after attack imbued with the forces of reaping and conquest, trying to delay A Meng's ascension as much as possible.

The crimson lightning kept striking and vanishing, as if caught in a strange loop.

On the island below, Luo Sai Er moved like a shadow slipping through the cracks of rules, evading every gaze, and arrived before the bronze tome whose pages kept turning.

Sensing danger, golden words began to appear on the bronze tome, rewriting the underlying rules around it and placing itself within an absolute domain.

The next second, a pair of jet‑black, shadow‑like arms reached into this rule‑constructed absolute domain.

It was like the shadow of order, the dark side of rules, unbound by strict regulations, easily piercing obstacles and pressing against the bronze tome still altering the rules.

"This book is yours, the authority of the 'Gate' belongs to me, how about it?" a gentle voice sounded abruptly from beside them.

Luo Sai Er turned his head in surprise, looking at a massive stone to his right, on which a silhouette had appeared at some unknown time.

He appeared as a pale‑skinned male, clad in a black cleric's robe, with a silver cross hanging from his chest.

His hair was jet‑black, his eyes pure gold, features sharply defined, expression gentle, emotions restrained, and he met Luo Sai Er's gaze with a hint of a smile.

"Long time no see, Luo Sai Er·Gusitaofu, or may I call you Huang Tao?"

The last two words were spoken in Chinese; they sounded awkward, instantly revealing that he was not an Oriental.

Luo Sai Er examined the suddenly appearing silhouette while forcefully closing the bronze tome he had pinned down.

Chains sprouted from the shadow of order, materializing out of thin air and spreading into the interior of the bronze tome, creating chaos and distortion to rewrite the already codified laws, nullifying the book's influence on its surroundings.

Having done all that, he let out a light laugh

"'True Creator'? Or 'Ancient Sun God'? How should I address you?"

"Moreover, even though you have seized the authority of the mind, you shouldn't be able to approach me unnoticed."

The man in the black cleric's robe kept a gentle smile and replied:

"You are too eager, only noticing this book, so it is reasonable that you overlooked some details."

"Whether 'True Creator' or 'Ancient Sun God', they are merely former titles; they cannot describe who I am now."

"You should now call me: the Lord who creates all, the omniscient and omnipotent God, the source of all greatness, the ruler of the vast star realm."

"Heh, it's obvious, you've always tried to gravitate toward that direction."

Luo Sai Er smiled, paused, and said thoughtfully:

"I'm curious, have you ever considered that the God we once knew so well might truly exist, and your constant aligning yourself with Him is perhaps a decision made under unknown influences."

"Perhaps, at some moment, when you are close enough to Him, you become Him."

His golden eyes dimmed slightly, as if recalling the past; after a moment, he sighed and nodded, "At the beginning there were indeed such factors, and events truly developed in that direction."

"Later, to resolve this issue, I collaborated with the 'Black Night', helping them kill my own self."

Luo Sai Er smiled ambiguously and casually asked, "Then why do you continue using that title?"

After a brief silence, He spoke calmly:

"My current honored name is: the Lord who creates all, the Sovereign behind the shadow veil, the ruler of the mind world, the fallen nature of all living beings."

With each utterance, his aura rose a notch; when he fully declared his identity, his tier and power already subtly surpassed the level of Sequence 0.

"You guys are truly scheming."

Sensing the opponent was merely stalling, Luo Sai Er muttered a remark; his figure instantly vanished on the spot. The moment he obtained 0-02, he silently swapped his true body for a proxy, turning into a newly forged Black Emperor (Item).

Amid the sky where crimson lightning fell frequently, Luo Sai Er's silhouette abruptly materialized, as if emerging from a completely different underlying‑rule world, hard to anticipate or detect.

"Leaving a Black Emperor (Item) tainted with my aura in the hands of a scheming creature who wields the authority of decay and the mind is still risky; this time I was too hasty, otherwise I could have more, better responses."

Muttering two sentences softly, he looked up and met the now clearer silhouette of A Meng.

Chaos and distortion spread silently, while the dazzling starlight that housed layer upon layer of illusory Gates faded and reappeared repeatedly.

A Meng and Luo Sai Er contested over these traits, spirit, and contamination belonging to Mr. 'Gate'.

Above the gray mist, Ke Lai En finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Luo Sai Er appear; he had been attacking A Meng above the mist for half a day with no effect, a feeling that was somewhat despairing.

Before Ke Lai En could rejoice, his vision suddenly warped, as if an uncorrectable error had emerged.

At the same moment, errors of all scales rippled through the world—big ones affecting distance and scale standards, tiny ones like fleeting thoughts, precise instruments, components. The glitches lasted less than a second before everything returned to normal; statistical analysis would reveal that during that instant, the global probability of accidents had spiked dramatically.

As the surrounding errors vanished, A Meng, who stood amid the dazzling starlight, suddenly changed appearance, becoming a man in a black cleric's robe, with a gentle expression and restrained emotions.

The 'True Creator', now revealing his true form, gazed at Luo Sai Er and, in a flat tone, repeated the opening words:

"0-02 is yours, the authority of the 'Gate' is mine."

"... this." Ke Lai En froze for a moment, thoughts flooding his mind like a tide; he roughly guessed what had just happened.

The A Meng he and Luo Sai Er had stopped was actually the 'True Creator', while the real A Meng had already completed his ascension ritual elsewhere.

Luo Sai Er also understood this; looking at the figure before him, still wearing a warm smile, he felt as if he had been...

He let out a long sigh, his tone flat as he said:

"It seems that having reclaimed the first profane stone slab, you are now a true 'Imaginist', but..."

"For a brat, making such a huge sacrifice, is it worth it?"

"True Creator" shook his head, his tone already flat as he said, "As a father, you should be able to understand my choice."

Luo Sai Er shook his head, his words tinged with sarcasm, "I don't understand; after all, whether it's Bonova or Bernadette, they are both very cute children, unlike the terrible brat in your family, they are worth my effort."

"True Creator" stopped the discussion; his body turned into shadow, merging into the pitch‑black, lightless 'Ocean', disappearing together with the projected 'Chaotic Sea'.

Luo Sai Er looked up and exchanged a glance with Ke Lai En above the gray mist, sighing helplessly, "These two father and son are top‑tier conspirators; compared to them, the Medici can only be a straightforward provocateur."

After a long silence, Ke Lai En finally asked, "Regarding the demonic elixir that digests the 'Miracle Master', do you have any good suggestions?"

Luo Sai Er let out a chuckle and, without hesitation, said:

Simple, you go to the Star Realm, let the gods make a wish to you, then just fulfill their wishes, and the feedback from the harvest will be the greatest.

Fulfill the gods' wishes? You really dare say that, whether it's the River of Eternal Darkness, the Mother Nest, or the Country of Disorder, none of these are things I can obtain.

Even if we lower our demands, what they surely want is still a way to annex adjacent territories; the goddesses either have already done so, or their opponents are too strong, so we can only huddle together for warmth.

In the midst of his thoughts, Klein heard Russell's voice again: "For example, right now I have a wish, hoping to cleanse the contamination on this book."

As he spoke, Russell lifted the right hand holding that book completely wrapped in shadows.

"I'll give it a try." After a moment of silence, Klein still decided to make some attempts.

The Abraham family, the council of elders initiated by Laurence, is discussing matters concerning Mr. Door.

Even knowing that Mr. Door is likely already contaminated and his own condition has deteriorated greatly, the vast majority of them still hold a sliver of hope, believing that as long as they help Mr. Door return, with a firm anchor, all problems will be readily solved, and the Abraham family will gradually regain the glory of once being the first angel family.

Their discussion had not yet concluded when a door outlined by pure starlight suddenly formed, beams of azure radiance from the other side of the door descended, falling into the conference room, quickly solidifying into various forms.

There were semi‑transparent, peculiarly styled keys, also quietly burning brilliant sparks, plus miniature starlight doors, crystal balls formed by entwined bugs, and crystal stones transparent to the point of near illusion. (End of chapter)